They touch like corpses learning skin no hunger in their hollow hands They fake the shape of discipline but never understand They say β€œI love you” like a script a dead phrase rotting in their teeth They hold you just enough to strip the last belief beneath Romance is dead, nobody feels they only mimic what they see They press their mouths like broken seals then drain what’s left of me Romance is dead, nobody stays there’s nothing real behind their eyes They warm themselves beside your grave then leave you there to die They climb inside you just to prove there’s nothing sacred left to find They tear apart what used to move and leave the nerves behind They study where your pulse is weak and press until it disappears They love the sound you make when you break the evidence of fear Romance is dead, nobody cares they only take, they never keep They leave their fingerprints and scars then vanish while you bleed Romance is dead, nobody knows how to hold without control They only love disposable and bury what they stole Romance is dead, and so am I there’s nothing left for me to prove Nobody knows how to love they only know how to remove